Dagasha

Dagasha

150 Health Points 15 Armor Value 28 Dodge Value
Level: 30
toggle detailed stats ST: 20 Strength: 20 AG: 30 Agility: 30 QN: 100 Quickness: 100 TO: 20 Toughness: 20 WI: 30 Willpower: 30 MS: 100 Movespeed: 100 IN: 30 Intelligence: 30 EG: 30 Ego: 30 MA: 11 Mental Armor: 11 Attribute Range Mean Formula Strength 20 20 20 Agility 30 30 (20)×1.5 Toughness 20 20 20 Intelligence 30 30 30 Willpower 30 30 30 Ego 30 30 30 Attacker Level 1-34 750 XP Attacker Level 35-39 375 XP Attacker Level 40-44 75 XP Attacker Level 45+ 0 XP toggle detailed stats ST: 20 Strength: 20 AG: 30 Agility: 30 QN: 100 Quickness: 100 TO: 20 Toughness: 20 WI: 30 Willpower: 30 MS: 100 Movespeed: 100 IN: 30 Intelligence: 30 EG: 30 Ego: 30 MA: 11 Mental Armor: 11 Attribute Range Mean Formula Strength 20 20 20 Agility 30 30 (20)×1.5 Toughness 20 20 20 Intelligence 30 30 30 Willpower 30 30 30 Ego 30 30 30 Attacker Level 1-34 750 XP Attacker Level 35-39 375 XP Attacker Level 40-44 75 XP Attacker Level 45+ 0 XP
Acid Res: 0 Elec Res: 0 Cold Res: 0 Heat Res: 0
	£
	Dagasha
	mopango (Liked75 Reputation)
	neutral
	neuter
	bizarre carnage (100%)
	750 XP
	6
	NPC
Extra info: This creature is unique Weighs 201 lbs
Infobox data from game version 2.0.206.57

Dagasha

It has no mouth, and yet it screams. Heralded by a thin, sharp sound almost too high-pitched to hear is an entity both rigid and serpentine, bristling with wicked appendages that end in writhing, needle-sharp points. Dark eyes sweep the surroundings as it winds its path forward.

Perfect

Dagasha is a unique creature found in the Tomb of the Eaters and tied to the Fraying Favorites quest. The mopango who watches over them is Yona. If presented with the repulsive device, it will give Dagasha's spur, which (when equipped and booted up) gives the wearer's followers Teleportation at level 1.

Conversations

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Story

This section is an excerpt from Dagasha's spur#Recall Story.

[ Dagasha Remembers ]

If we'd all done as I said, none of this would have happened. I can’t remember what I said, nor why we didn't all do it. But I know I was right, and so do you, and at some point everyone will. I may not be without fault or error, but the fault is not mine here, nor anywhere else.

I knew, and I told. These were the things I was for. I knew and I told, and I could yet have known, could have told, but my knowing and telling wasn’t enough. Not in this case.

I cannot deny that it was an expert betrayal even for family, and I often imagine the betrayer smiling down at us. I shall endeavor to remember the details I lost, in case I might be able to use them someday.

Not on you, of course. Never on you.